Last night while riding the 2 train home, I noticed that "Pauline" was back. Please have a heart, and help me feed my children. Hadn't seen her on the 4/5 for several months, which had given me hope that she was doing better. I had one dollar left from buying dumplings, but I hesitated for a moment (the inevitable passing of judgment), and she was off to the next subway car before guilt set in. So much for my resolution to be more charitable this year. I had given change to a blind woman and her children earlier that evening, but this is specifically someone I have always wanted to help, and I failed.